P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje, miq t\u00eb gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d! Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb zonj\u00eb q\u00eb kam vuajtur shum\u00eb gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime. U martova n\u00eb nj\u00eb mosh\u00eb fare t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, isha vet\u00ebm 15 vje\u00e7e kur e njoha ish-bashk\u00ebshortin tim, Robertin. Nga ana ime ishte nj\u00eb dashuri shum\u00eb e past\u00ebr, pavar\u00ebsisht mosh\u00ebs; e ndjeja v\u00ebrtet q\u00eb e dashuroja me gjith\u00eb shpirt. Edhe ai, n\u00eb fillimet e veta, shprehej se m\u00eb donte dhe se do t\u00eb ishim bashk\u00eb gjer n\u00eb fund t\u00eb jet\u00ebs. Dashurin\u00eb q\u00eb e mbaj mend si t\u00eb till\u00eb, e kemi p\u00ebrjetuar n\u00eb dy vitet q\u00eb ishim t\u00eb dashuruar dhe asnj\u00eb nga pjes\u00ebtar\u00ebt e familjes son\u00eb nuk dinte asgj\u00eb p\u00ebr lidhjen ton\u00eb. M\u00eb pas, nj\u00eb kush\u00ebriri im e mori vesh dhe shkoi t\u2019i tregonte babait tim. Aty, familja vendosi q\u00eb t\u00eb takonte familjen e Robertit dhe t\u2019i jepnin tjet\u00ebr drejtim lidhjes son\u00eb, sepse sipas familjes sime, Roberti do t\u00eb tallej me mua dhe kishin frik\u00eb se un\u00eb mund t\u2019u ngelja n\u00eb der\u00eb. U takuan t\u00eb dyja familjet dhe, pas pak kohe, ne u fejuam. Un\u00eb, 1 vit, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb ishim n\u00eb fejes\u00eb, kam ndenjur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb time sepse mbaroja shkoll\u00ebn dhe t\u00eb shtun\u00eb e t\u00eb diel\u00eb shkoja te familja e Robertit. Ai kishte nj\u00eb familje shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb, t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn k\u00ebshtu silleshin me mua dhe n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, m\u00eb konsideronin si vajz\u00ebn e tyre, edhe p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb mosh\u00ebs. Mbasi mbarova gjimnazin, organizuam nj\u00eb fest\u00eb familjare pak a shum\u00eb si das\u00ebm, meqen\u00ebse un\u00eb do t\u00eb largohesha nga sht\u00ebpia ime dhe do t\u00eb shkoja t\u00eb jetoja te Roberti. Mund\u00ebsit\u00eb ekonomike t\u00eb t\u00eb dyja familjeve ishin arsyeja se pse nuk b\u00ebm\u00eb das\u00ebm, megjithat\u00eb mes nesh, \u00e7do gj\u00eb shkonte p\u00ebr mrekulli. Disa muaj m\u00eb von\u00eb, un\u00eb ngela shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb. Ishim shum\u00eb t\u00eb g\u00ebzuar t\u00eb gjith\u00eb, sepse po vinte nj\u00eb bekim p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjith\u00eb ne, por ai q\u00eb filloi t\u00eb kishte pak\u00ebnaq\u00ebsi ishte Roberti. Ai e shprehte k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb ve\u00e7an\u00ebrisht me mua, sa her\u00eb i jepej rasti. M\u00eb thoshte se ai f\u00ebmij\u00eb do t\u00eb vinte n\u00eb jet\u00eb pa d\u00ebshir\u00ebn e tij sepse ai ende nuk ishte i p\u00ebrgatitur p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb gj\u00eb. Ndjehesha shum\u00eb n\u00eb faj dhe m\u00eb b\u00ebnte gjithmon\u00eb t\u00eb dyshoja p\u00ebr di\u00e7ka, sepse n\u00eb qoft\u00eb se ai m\u00eb donte aq shum\u00eb, duhet t\u00eb ishte i g\u00ebzuar e i lumtur p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb mrekulli q\u00eb po na ndodhte. Mir\u00ebpo ishte e kund\u00ebrta, sa her\u00eb i shkrepej n\u00eb kok\u00eb, ai ma p\u00ebrs\u00ebriste dhe m\u00eb k\u00ebrc\u00ebnonte q\u00eb t\u00eb mos i tregoja askujt q\u00eb ai shprehej n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb. Ndjehesha me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb shum\u00eb keq, nuk e kuptoja se si ishte n\u00eb gjendje ta thonte di\u00e7ka t\u00eb till\u00eb.<\/p>\n
Muajt kalonin dhe un\u00eb linda e isha femra m\u00eb e lumtur q\u00eb po mbaja n\u00eb krah\u00eb tim bir; nuk kishte gj\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb mrekullueshme! Mbas lindjes s\u00eb djalit, filluan edhe sherret me Robertin. Ai nuk i afrohej djalit, sillej n\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme, sikur ta kishte f\u00ebmij\u00eb t\u00eb huaj dhe jo t\u00eb vetin. Gjithashtu, filloi t\u00eb m\u00eb q\u00ebllonte edhe mua, sa her\u00eb e pyesja se \u00e7\u2019ishte kjo sjellje. Mir\u00ebpo kjo sjellje e tij dhe veprimet q\u00eb ai b\u00ebnte me mua, nuk po i mbaja dot m\u00eb p\u00ebrbrenda. Nj\u00eb nat\u00eb, kur m\u00eb goditi, u largova nga sht\u00ebpia bashk\u00eb me djalin dhe shkova drejt e te prind\u00ebrit e mi. E keqja nuk q\u00ebndron k\u00ebtu. E kujtoj si tani, ishte dhjetor kur u largova, nj\u00eb i ftoht\u00eb i tmerrsh\u00ebm. Kur shkova te prind\u00ebrit e mi, n\u00eb fillim nuk e dhash\u00eb veten q\u00eb kisha qar\u00eb, por ata e kuptuan menj\u00ebher\u00eb dhe m\u00eb pyet\u00ebn se \u00e7far\u00eb kishte ndodhur. U tregova gjith\u00e7ka dhe mendova se do t\u00eb m\u00eb mb\u00ebshtesnin dhe se do t\u2019i kisha n\u00eb krah. Babi u rebelua dhe m\u00eb nxori direkt nga sht\u00ebpia, duke m\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb: \u201cNa turp\u00ebrove! B\u00ebj \u00e7far\u00eb t\u00eb duash dhe kthehu te familja jote sepse ne nuk e mbajm\u00eb dot turpin t\u00ebnd\u201d.<\/p>\n
Isha e d\u00ebrrmuar n\u00eb at\u00eb moment. Djalin e kisha t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, u largova dhe nuk dija ku t\u00eb shkoja, ku t\u00eb p\u00ebrplasesha. Komshija q\u00eb kishim ngjitur, e kishte d\u00ebgjuar kur babai m\u00eb p\u00ebrzuri nga sht\u00ebpia. Isha larguar pak nga sht\u00ebpia, kur ajo m\u00eb thirri dhe m\u00eb tha: \u201cEja tek un\u00eb sonte sepse djali \u00ebsht\u00eb i vog\u00ebl dhe do t\u00eb ftohet\u201d. Pranova dhe lot\u00ebt nuk m\u00eb pushonin. Jeta ime mori nj\u00eb kthes\u00eb totale n\u00eb pak or\u00eb. Komshija, e cila m\u00eb mbajti at\u00eb nat\u00eb, m\u00eb ka rritur dhe m\u00eb ka konsideruar gjithmon\u00eb si vajz\u00ebn e saj, pasi ajo nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb martuar asnj\u00ebher\u00eb dhe nuk ka as nip\u00ebr, as mbesa, fatkeq\u00ebsisht. Sapo u fut\u00ebm n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, ajo m\u00eb mori djalin dhe e vuri n\u00eb gjum\u00eb. Pastaj m\u00eb b\u00ebri mua nj\u00eb \u00e7aj t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb e m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi q\u00eb at\u00eb nat\u00eb t\u00eb mos i tregoja asgj\u00eb dhe vet\u00ebm t\u00eb flija, sepse do t\u00eb kishim mjaft koh\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb flisnim me nj\u00ebra-tjetr\u00ebn. Un\u00eb nuk mund t\u00eb flija at\u00eb nat\u00eb, isha komplet e shkat\u00ebrruar. Jeta ime mori fund. Mbeta pa asnj\u00eb nga njer\u00ebzit e mi. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, fola gjat\u00eb me Zan\u00ebn, komshijen dhe ajo m\u00eb tha q\u00eb t\u00eb kisha besim tek ajo sepse kisha t\u00eb gjith\u00eb mb\u00ebshtetjen e saj, madje m\u00eb tha q\u00eb mund t\u00eb largoheshim edhe nga qyteti, t\u00eb harronim gjith\u00e7ka dhe ta nisnim \u00e7do gj\u00eb nga e para. Isha dakord me mund\u00ebsin\u00eb q\u00eb ajo m\u00eb ofroi sepse as p\u00ebr familjen time nuk doja t\u2019ia dija m\u00eb, p\u00ebrderisa m\u00eb nxor\u00ebn n\u00eb at\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb n\u00eb rrug\u00eb, sikur t\u00eb mos isha f\u00ebmija i tyre… Sipas tyre, i kisha turp\u00ebruar me at\u00eb q\u00eb kisha b\u00ebr\u00eb. Sipas tyre, un\u00eb duhet t\u00eb duroja rrahjet dhe ofendimet e Robertit vet\u00ebm q\u00eb familjen t\u00eb mos e turp\u00ebroja.<\/p>\n
Kam ndenjur dy jav\u00eb e mbyllur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi gjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb kam q\u00ebndruar te Zana sepse nuk doja q\u00eb asnj\u00eb t\u00eb dinte p\u00ebr mua. Pastaj, u shp\u00ebrngul\u00ebm n\u00eb Vlor\u00eb. Me kalimin e koh\u00ebs, sa djali u rrit pak dhe Zana e mbante vet\u00eb, un\u00eb fillova pun\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb pasti\u00e7eri q\u00eb e kisha shum\u00eb pran\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb. Jetonim t\u00eb lumtur. Un\u00eb punoja, dilnim, arg\u00ebtoheshim t\u00eb tre dhe gjith\u00e7ka shkonte shum\u00eb mir\u00eb. Vitet kalonin dhe djali filloi me pyetjet se ku ishte babi. Sa ishte i vog\u00ebl, pyetjet e tij edhe anashkaloheshin, por vitet kaluan dhe un\u00eb vendosa t\u2019i tregoja t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn, sigurisht, p\u00ebr aq sa i takonte t\u00eb m\u00ebsonte p\u00ebr mosh\u00ebn q\u00eb kishte. Djalit jam munduar me mish e me shpirt q\u00eb t\u00eb mos i mungoj\u00eb asgj\u00eb, madje \u00ebsht\u00eb rritur si nj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00eb q\u00eb i ka t\u00eb dy prind\u00ebrit, mir\u00ebpo gjat\u00eb koh\u00ebs q\u00eb ai rritej, un\u00eb njoha Arsenin, nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb mrekulluesh\u00ebm, i cili m\u00eb pranoi ashtu si\u00e7 isha dhe m\u00eb b\u00ebri t\u00eb ndjehesha v\u00ebrtet fem\u00ebr, pas gjith\u00eb atyre viteve q\u00eb kalova nj\u00eb tortur\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb. Tani, problemi q\u00ebndron tek im bir, i cili nuk e pranon Arsenin t\u00eb bashk\u00ebjetoj\u00eb me mua, sepse sipas djalit, un\u00eb u ndava nga babai i tij dhe nuk duhet t\u00eb shikoj mashkull tjet\u00ebr, duhet t\u00eb vazhdoj jet\u00ebn vet\u00ebm me t\u00eb dhe m\u00eb thot\u00eb: \u201cUn\u00eb ndjehem keq kur shok\u00ebt e mi m\u00eb pyesin a e kam babin dhe un\u00eb u them jo, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb mami tani ka nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr\u201d.<\/p>\n
Nga djali nuk e kam marr\u00eb vesh, por nj\u00eb shoku i tij m\u00eb ka th\u00ebn\u00eb se ai mund t\u00eb ket\u00eb takuar Robertin dhe jan\u00eb fjal\u00ebt e tij q\u00eb e nxisin m\u00eb tep\u00ebr. Nuk e di se si t\u00eb flas me t\u00eb; ai tani \u00ebsht\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb madhore, \u00ebsht\u00eb i pjekur dhe gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb koh\u00ebs kam menduar se do t\u00eb m\u00eb kuptonte dhe se do ta kisha n\u00eb krah, por jo, ai m\u00eb kund\u00ebrshton p\u00ebr \u00e7do gj\u00eb. E vetmja gj\u00eb q\u00eb kam frik\u00eb dhe nuk mund ta p\u00ebrballoj dot, do t\u00eb jet\u00eb se mos ndoshta p\u00ebr fajin tim apo t\u00eb fjal\u00ebve q\u00eb i thot\u00eb Roberti, djali do t\u00eb m\u00eb merret me gj\u00ebra t\u00eb k\u00ebqija apo t\u00eb m\u00eb futet n\u00eb shoq\u00ebri t\u00eb keqe. Prandaj, t\u00eb dashur lexues, nuk e di si t\u00eb veproj, se si djali im t\u00eb m\u00eb kuptoj\u00eb kur jam treguar gjithmon\u00eb e sinqert\u00eb me t\u00eb. Un\u00eb, p\u00ebrfundimisht, paskam lindur p\u00ebr t\u00eb vuajtur…<\/p>\n
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P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje, miq t\u00eb gazet\u00ebs \u201cIntervista\u201d! Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb zonj\u00eb q\u00eb kam vuajtur shum\u00eb gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb jet\u00ebs sime. U martova n\u00eb nj\u00eb mosh\u00eb fare t\u00eb vog\u00ebl, isha vet\u00ebm 15 vje\u00e7e kur e njoha ish-bashk\u00ebshortin tim, Robertin. Nga ana ime ishte nj\u00eb dashuri shum\u00eb e past\u00ebr, pavar\u00ebsisht mosh\u00ebs; e ndjeja v\u00ebrtet q\u00eb e […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[249],"class_list":["post-2304","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2304","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2304"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2304\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2304"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2304"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2304"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}